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Now the story...
Chapter One: Saying Good-bye
Meet Misha. (The camera zooms in on a girl lugging a large brown suitcase into the back of a blue Subaru Forester. She is wearing a pink Josh Groban T-shirt (can be found at the Josh Groban store), a pair of jeans, and an unbuttoned white cardigan.) A seemingly average girl about to take an adventure that a teenager could only dream of.
"OK, Auntie. I've got everything!"
"Are you sure? Everything? All your supplies, books, clothes...Harry?"
"Harry? Of course, he's right here..." Misha dug through a black and red duffle bag. She gasped. "Oh no! I left him in my room!" She ran back into the house and upstairs to her room. She entered the room and found what she was looking for. On her bed was a teddy bear. It was bronze colored and had fuzz a centimeter long, long enough that you couldn't see his dark brown eyes; his beige snout sported a black nose. Around where his neck was supposed to be, there was a blue plaid ribbon, tied in a charming bow.
"I found you," Misha said as she hugged the bear close. It covered her entire upper body. She ran downstairs and out the door. When she entered the driveway, she found her Auntie already seated in the driver's seat. Opening the trunk, Misha put Harry in the duffel bag, making sure that his head popped out. Misha closed the trunk and got into the passenger seat.
"I can't believe that you were good enough to get transferred to England!" said Auntie with glee.
"I can't believe it either! I'm soo happy, but I'm going to miss Chiharu and all my friends," Misha said a little dolefully.
"I'll miss you, too, you know. Hey, why don't we go pick up Chiharu and have her come to the airport with us?" suggested Auntie. Misha agreed. They stopped at a nearby reststop and got into a bathroom together.
"We want this to be quick so no one will think it suspicious," said Auntie as she reached over and flushed the toilet. With the deafening roar of the water being sucked into a dark tunnel, Auntie took out her wand and apparated into the threshold of the Kitabashi home. Chiharu was surprised to see them as they popped right in front of her, as she was about to step down to get her shoes on.
"Misha-chan! Desai-san! What are you doing here?" exclaimed a very puzzled Chiharu.
"We were on our way to the airport to send Misha-chan of to her new school, and were wondering if you wanted to come," replied Auntie.
"Of course! I was just on my way out," said Chiharu as she put on her shoes. She came close and Auntie put and arm around both and apparated right back to the stall they had left. Chiharu was surprised when they ended up crammed inside a bathroom stall.
"Auntie insists on going the muggle way," said Misha to answer Chiharu's unspoken question. They left the stall and went to the car. Chiharu and Misha sat in the back. After they left the rest stop, the ladies got into an animated conversation on what Misha's new school would be like; what kind of houses they had, what rivalries, friendships.
"I found a book on Hogwarts," Misha said. She unbuckled her seatbelt and reached into the back and pulled out a book. "It's called Hogwarts: A History. All the first-years there have to read. I figured I should catch up."
"Is it anything like The Not So Long History of the Tokyo School of Magic?" queried Chiharu.
"Exactly like it," said Misha, "Only longer, much longer. It seems the school was founded in 1231. And unlike TSM it's above ground!"
"Wow, what a feat! I wonder how they do it, probably with a few concealment and remembrance spells. But then again, it shouldn't be that hard, considering the vast English countryside."
After about an hour stuck in traffic, they finally arrived at Tokyo Narita International Airport. After a few laborious check-ins, baggage checks, and security guards, it was finally time to say good-bye.
"Did you take all the presents everyone gave you?" asked Chiharu on the verge of tears.
"Yeah...yeah, I think I did...," replied Misha, her voice cracking.
"The picture, too?" Now they both were crying. Silent tears slowly fell down their cheeks.
"Yeah. I won't forget you Chiharu," Misha said and she and Chiharu pulled into a hug, "Ever..." she whispered.
"Oh," said Chiharu and pulled a small parcel, gift wrapped in paper printed with light pink cherry blossoms. "One last present," she said and handed it to Misha. Misha glanced at Chiharu and slowly opened the package. Inside was a personalized stationary set. As pink as the flowers on the paper. "So we can write," she said. Misha laughed through her tears.
"Oh, I will," she said. Then with one last hug for Auntie and Chiharu. She walked toward Gate 94 with her carry-on luggage. Her duffel bag, with Harry.
Ha HA! (Triumphant laughter ensues) CHAPTER ONE IS DONE!
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